The old man played with the chalk in his hand and savored the taste: "Colorless jade, a good name."
He put his hands behind his back and stared at the colorless jade on the blackboard. His eyes showed a long-lost emotion, as if he had solved a lifelong problem. He sighed softly: "In other words, my inference is correct. When When Zhuzhao and Youying merge, the ultimate of this universe can be born."
Gu Jianlin recalled the inscription he saw in the Shenxu, threw away the chalk, and said softly: "There are rumors that people chosen by fate go through the cycle of life and death and reach the other side of eternity. Zhu Zhaohe Only when the ghosts and ghosts merge here can they break free from the shackles of fate and achieve supreme power."
The old man said calmly: "The supreme power should be cursed."
Gu Jianlin responded indifferently: "There is no third power."
"how do you know?"
"When I say no, it means no. Maybe it's because the prototype of the third power has not yet given birth to consciousness."
"I see, what do you think the nature of the curse is?"
"Maybe He's hungry."
"That's right. Planets deep in the universe have a probability of possessing life and consciousness at the same time, and they require specific conditions to awaken. This is the theory of the origin of ancient gods that has not yet been confirmed."
"The triggering condition is the power of Zhuzhao and Youying."
"Those who practice the law of Youying should also be cursed."
"No, because the consciousness of Nether Ying Lotus has been annihilated."
"Who could do such a thing?"
"The Supremes."
"Is the awareness of the candlelight law still there to this day?"
"The original Great God of Zhuzhao."
You ask and I answer, it seems like a discussion between teachers and students. Their voices are not loud but they echo clearly in the classroom. Unfortunately, almost no one can understand it because the aspects involved are too profound.
Xia Zhi secretly raised her head and looked at her roommate in stunned silence. She never expected that the person who had returned from the front line was actually a super academic who could answer fluent questions with the old professor.
Although I couldn’t understand what they were discussing, it sounded pretty awesome.
Only Mu Shiyu vaguely understood what was going on, and his eyes looking at the young man became deeper.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."
Gu Jianlin turned around and stared into the old man's eyes, waiting for his answer.
The old man was silent for a while and then raised a withered finger.
"Attend class."
The arrest warrant was thrown into the trash can casually.
It seemed like an ordinary reaction, but the eyes of the demon hunters changed drastically. Unfortunately, it was too late.
The guards hiding in the shadows had flashed behind them, locking their shoulders with their hands.
There were vaguely dark pits that opened up, swallowing them up like monsters that preyed on people.
The old man's meaning is very simple.
I have to go to class, and no one can make trouble in this classroom.
Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the podium with grateful eyes. She was not hopelessly stupid. It was not difficult to guess that this new roommate probably came to the stage to solve the problem to protect her.
I just don’t know how he did it, and how he could see the old professor’s troubles.
"The demon hunters of the Tribunal are looking for trouble, probably because you got involved in something. As for you, if something really happens, it's best to explain it as soon as possible, otherwise no one can protect you if something happens."
Mu Shiyu glanced at her, her red lips parted slightly: "Do you understand?"
Realizing that the matter might not be over yet, Xia Zhi pursed her lips and responded, "I know, Senior Sister Mu."
Mu Shiyu withdrew his gaze and unabashedly looked at the young man walking down from the podium with sharp eyes.
Gu Jianlin didn't like this look, and of course he couldn't talk to her. He sat on the seat in the last row with his eyes closed, his hands in his trousers pockets, and his legs crossed.
The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated slightly, and a text message was displayed on the lit screen.
Xia Zhi: "Thank you."
Gu Jianlin was too lazy to talk to her.
Xia Zhi: "I didn't expect you to be a top student."
Gu Jianlin still ignored her.
Xia Zhi: "Do you know who that old professor is? That's Professor Cheng."
Of course Gu Jianlin knew, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting here.
Xia Zhi: "Why are you ignoring me? What on earth are you doing?"
Gu Jianlin opened his eyes and looked at the girl in the front row who was secretly playing with her phone. He was really annoyed by her. He finally picked up the phone, edited a text message, and clicked to send: "Kill."
Xia Zhi almost choked on her own saliva.
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Gu Jianlin was indeed killing people.
To be more precise, it is the shadow born from the Kirin Forbidden Curse that kills people.
Ever since the demon hunters appeared in the classroom, in his eyes, they were already a group of dead people. At most, the difference was that they died early or died late. Anyway, they were all going to be killed and tortured.
Under the afternoon sun, the walls of the rooftop were stained red by the splattered blood. The corpses of the demon hunters were neatly arranged in a row, like students who were punished to stand. There was a fine blood mark on their necks. They were almost connected together, and the gurgling blood stained the black windbreaker.
"Say it."
Gu Jianlin sat in the shadows and said expressionlessly: "Who are you serving?"
He held a requiem bell in his hand, and broken souls were imprisoned in the bell.
The answer was exactly what he expected.
The demon hunters replied numbly: "The Supreme Being."
Gu Jianlin nodded slightly: "Mr. Solomon, do you know him?"
"do not know."
The answers from the witchers disappointed him.
Gu Jianlin thought for a while and asked, "Your superior."
The witchers replied: "Agares."
Gu Jianlin thought that the code name system used by Mr. Solomon indeed came from the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars.
In "Key of Solomon", Agares is the demon god of the second pillar.
The man codenamed Baal who was killed in Tokyo was the Demon God of the First Pillar.
interesting.
Including the code name Mr. Solomon, we can also see his ambition.
"Why deal with Xia Zhi?"
Gu Jianlin lowered his head and shook off the blood stained by Jiuyin. The blood-red ghost sword glowed strangely in the sunlight.
The answers from the demon hunters were similar to what he had guessed: "According to the instructions from our superiors, we must recover all experimental targets within a short period of time. Everyone on the list must be killed to prevent them from contacting the outside world."
There are too many reasons for the Inquisition to arrest people.
With the cloister's methods, even clean people can throw dirty water on you.
When the time comes to fall into the hands of the Inquisition, they can do whatever they want.
Gu Jianlin hummed, thinking that the Hermitage was indeed in a hurry.
In this way, the Hermitage probably knew that Xia Zhi was the person he wanted to protect.
It is very likely that he will have to show his cards next, and this identity will not last long.
Gu Jianlin thought for a moment and said, "Tell me the list."
The demon hunters numbly read out the names one by one: "Ji..."
Gu Jianlin wrote down the names he heard on a memo and sent it to the old man of the Si family. What he meant was that on the premise of not interfering with his own plans, he should try to save as much as possible, and there was nothing he could do if he couldn't.
This is not the Holy Mother, but empathy.
After all, Lei Lei was also the original experimental subject.
Gu Jianlin put away the requiem bell, glanced at the corpse in the corner, and casually slashed out criss-crossing crisscrossing lines of cold light. The silent space and time suddenly shattered and collapsed, and then returned to normal in an instant.
As for those corpses, they have been involved in the turbulence of time and space.
At exactly this moment, a childish and indifferent voice sounded from Shadow's earphones.
"It's useless for you to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces like this. Sooner or later, after these people die, someone will find out about you."
Liuli said indifferently: "And won't you wipe the blood stains?"
Gu Jianlin was stunned: "Sorry, I have no experience in this area."
Liuli was silent for a moment: "You have never disposed of corpses before when you killed people?"
Gu Jianlin held on to the earphones and responded calmly: "Yes, because I also want to experience what it feels like to have a baby and an old one. Unfortunately, my grandmother was there at that time, and no one dared to do it under her eyes." Second-rate."
"Now that she's gone, I'm also curious about the feeling of being sought for revenge after killing someone."
He said calmly: "Don't worry, I did it on purpose."
The reason why Gu Jianlin wanted to kill someone was not only to verify his guess, but also because he wanted someone to find him.
Liuli questioned: "What if revenge is endless?"
Gu Jianlin shook his head and said, "Then kill them until they don't dare to come."
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As the get out of class bell rang, the students in the classroom left one after another. Before leaving, they all bowed deeply to the old professor in front of the podium, but no one dared to approach because there was a vague chill in the corner.
The old man turned a deaf ear and sat on a chair with his eyes closed to meditate.
Finally, Mu Shiyu came to him and hesitated to speak. Unfortunately, he didn't get a response and turned around silently to leave.
Gu Jianlin opened his eyes, looked at the girl's back, and suddenly said: "You don't have a good relationship with her?"
Xia Zhi lay on the desk, tilted her head and said, "To be precise, she doesn't like me, right?"
Gu Jianlin turned to look at her and said suspiciously, "Are you a threat to her?"
Just kidding, that’s Rhine’s younger sister. She’s probably in her early twenties. She’s already a fifth-level super-dimensional. The Sword Sect is also one of the oldest paths. What’s more, she has practiced the Law of Candlelight, and her appearance and figure are one of a kind. .
Even if Gu Jianlin has a bloody feud with the Tribunal, he still has to admit the objective facts.
Except for appearance and figure, Xia Zhi couldn't touch porcelain in any field.
Given Mu Shiyu's conditions, she wouldn't be able to catch up even if she was given ten lifetimes.
"I feel like your eyes have trampled on my self-esteem."
Xia Zhi said angrily: "Because Senior Mu wanted to become the old professor's disciple. She was very interested in alchemy, but unfortunately she was rejected repeatedly. Even if her family came to intercede, the old professor didn't bother to pay attention. But the old professor was very kind to me, and even took care of me when I failed the class, and even left me to give lectures alone in private."
"Senior Mu is of course unbalanced. After all, someone as good as her has been abandoned, but a scumbag like me has been cared for by an old professor. Anyone else would be uncomfortable, right? I know she is close to me. I just want to know what’s special about me, and catch the old professor’s attention by the way. But what does that matter? I don’t have many friends to begin with, so I’d be fine if she doesn’t mess with me, and I don’t expect her to help me.”
The girl packed up her textbooks, took out a piece of washed fruit from her backpack, and walked towards the old man behind the podium: "Professor Cheng, I brought you your favorite mangoes today, so I'll leave first."
Logically speaking, if you can gain the favor of an old professor, you should at least work harder to continue building relationships.
No matter how bad it is, it's too shabby if you give me a piece of fruit.
Xia Zhi did not do this, and did not even intend to be polite.
She knew that the old man didn't talk much.
But the old man opened his eyes and asked lightly: "Did you understand today's lesson?"
Xia Zhi's pretty face turned red and she stuck out her tongue.
The old man shook his head, took out a yellowed notebook from the drawer and threw it to her: "Can you memorize it by rote?"
Xia Zhi smiled happily and said happily: "Yes, I will give it back to you next time in class."
After saying that, she turned around with her schoolbag in her arms and lowered her voice and said, "Xiao Ying, let's go."
Gu Jianlin crossed his arms and said calmly: "I have something I don't understand, so I'll come find you later."
Xia Zhi was stunned, looked back at them, thought of what happened before class, nodded in confusion and left.
With a bang, the classroom door closed.
The old man waved his hand to signal the bodyguards in the corner to leave, and the classroom fell into silence again.
Gu Jianlin leaned on the desk, stared at the dense writing on the blackboard, and fell into deep thought.
"Xia Zhi is a very ordinary girl with mediocre talent and low intelligence. For people like you, she is like cabbage on the roadside, you can see it everywhere."
After a long time, he said expressionlessly: "It's not normal for you to take care of her like this."
The old man opened the box of freshly cut mangoes, put the fork into his mouth, and said calmly: "Yes."
Gu Jianlin glanced at him: "Because of guilt?"
The old man fell into silence, and after a while he sighed and explained: "Not really, because most of the children who participated in the experiment, except for the sequelae, are doing well and do not need my care. Except for Xia Zhi , she was the one who suffered the worst among those children back then, bar none."
Gu Jianlin didn't expect this to be the reason, and his eyes became even more pitiful.
"We didn't expect that among so many children, there would be an idiot among them."
The old man thought for a while: "But Xia Zhi's adaptability to the third method is okay, otherwise she would have died long ago."
Gu Jianlin stared at the blackboard thoughtfully, then suddenly turned around and said, "You admitted it."
He raised his hand, and the dark and noble Qilin Wedge condensed out of thin air, aiming at the rickety old man from a distance.
"Were you the ones who conducted the third method experiment?"
He said word by word: "The experimental subjects are the children who came to the Central Lingshu Academy back then."
The old man glanced at the sword in surprise and said indifferently: "Back then, a man came to me and held a knife to my neck. He was as arrogant and rude as you."
He smiled and said: "I didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but he came to question me as a man who had lost his partner, and I answered his question because I felt guilty. Today, in what capacity do you stand in front of me? "
Gu Jianlin looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes gradually becoming colder:
"Venerable Qilin."
(End of chapter)
